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An Xiaowan looked up and quickly reacted. She smiled and shook her head, ” “Supper has nothing to do with the matter. Mr. Huo, do you really not want it?”
she put on a silk nightgown, and as she turned around, the hem of the gown gently brushed against his feet, bringing a soft itch. huo shen’s eyes narrowed, and his cold face relaxed.
after going downstairs, an xiaowan went into the kitchen and made a simple bowl of noodles.
there were vegetables and eggs in the no ...
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